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Monday 24 February 2020. Day 408: Just over a year ago, I decided to stop whinging and start putting my moans and grips onto virtual paper so that my loved ones didn’t have to listen to my constant verbal diarrhoea. Did it work? Possibly not, due to the fact that I am and always will…

Friday 1 November 2019. Day 293: At the end of a week where I’ve worked (the salaried kind), supported my mum through a major operation, managed a family member’s mental health crisis, spent time with my children and grandchildren, cleaned the bathroom and had the offer of sex from two separate men, I’m left wondering,…

Friday 13 September 2019. Day 244: So it’s Friday again and I will mostly be spending yet another weekend pretty much on my own. I am beginning to quietly dread these two days, having no fixed routine like I do when I’m working Monday to Friday. A call to my lovely mum where I share…

Sunday 21 July 2019. Day 190: ‘I currently want to stab my husband in the head!’. Just one of the recent comments I’ve seen on a social media menopause forum. The menopause impostor makes the sweetest of us turn into creatures we don’t recognise and the slightest wrong action or clumsy comment from our nearest…

Sunday 19 May 2019. Day 128: What a difference six months can make. Life as I knew it back in November has changed somewhat. Early November: although being constantly tired with worsening migraines, I am just about managing to work a stressful job, run a home, manage a child with severe anxiety, provide a day…

Monday 3 March 2019. Day 51: Since becoming aware three months ago that I am in the menopause stage of my life, I decided to start writing this journal in the hope that writing my thoughts and feelings would help me cope with this mid-life transition and to hopefully connect with other meno women. What…

Friday 8 February 2019. Day 28: I never needed much sleep; not as a baby, child or teenager. It would always take me an age to drift off, but once I was soundly in the land of nod, I usually stayed there until early morning, where I would wake feeling refreshed – definitely a lark.…

Not a literary genius, just a 50 year old single mum of two grown up children and one grandchild, writing my thoughts and feelings in between working and granny daycare whilst travelling through the next challenging part of my life. I look forward to sharing this journey with other mums, grandmas and women who are…

07:16 Day 1 of my mamapause journal and around two months into a phase of my life that the medics describe as the perimenopause (interestingly, the word does not exist on predictive text?!). So, me, hello, I’m Samantha, a working mum and grandma rapidly approaching my 50th birthday and still trying to juggle life with…